"Brother Gang!"

Kalangzi could not ask Zhao Gangliang to help him stand out. He stopped Zhao Gangliang and said, "Brother Gangliang, I'd better do it."

"Just look at it."

Zhao Gangliang smiled and said, "I am your elder brother after all. If someone bullies you, I will naturally have to do it."

After saying that, Zhao Gang-rye took off his clothes and handed them over to Kalangzi.

Zhao Gang's body was as white as jade.

When the women in the village saw Zhao Gangliang's perfect figure, they exclaimed in surprise.

Never have they ever seen such a delicate man in their life. His skin is as white as milk, with no scars on it. Although his muscles are not big, he has eight pieces.

This is a man who makes the woman present want to hold her in her arms and caress her.

Ma Ru's eyes flashed with a shiny light. She didn't expect that Kalanzi would bring such a top-notch man back. Her body must feel very touched in her arms. If she sat on him, she would definitely feel accomplished!

Ma Ru's man's face was not so good.

As a grass in the village, he has always been the male god in the minds of middle-aged and elderly women in the village. Now he has a handsome guy like Zhao Gang, and his position as a male god was instantly replaced. How can he tolerate it?

"A man is cleaner than a woman. This guy is suitable for being a rabbit master, hahaha!" the male god laughed.

The men next to them also laughed.

"hey-hey."

Zhao Gangliang smiled shyly.

"Men, it should be like me!"

The male god raised his arms and clenched his fists tightly.

The muscles of his body were tightly tense, with scars crisscrossing and very violent.

But this is not very attractive to the villagers who are used to seeing violent men, especially with Zhao Gangling, the little white flower, so the villagers decisively ignored the male god.

"My name is Ma Tao, say your name, young man, as the representative of Guiling Village, I will welcome you in the way of our Guiling Village!" The male god grinned and smiled ferociously.

"My name is Zhao Gang-ling."

Zhao Gang chuckled.

"Zhao Gang-rye? Haha, the name is quite real, just like Ka Lengzi. Haha!"

Ma Tao laughed and said, "If you can't stand it anymore, you can surrender. As a guest of Guiling Village, we will not bully you."

"good."

Zhao Gang nodded, his muscles began to slowly tighten, and his aura began to rise up little by little.

People around you are used to this method of increasing momentum, because many warriors will improve their momentum in battle to achieve the purpose of shocking their opponents.

Just then.

"stop."

An old voice rang out.

"Grandpa, Village Chief!"

Ka Lengzi looked in surprise in the direction of the sound.

Zhao Gang-ling also looked in the sound.

I saw an old man with white hair walking slowly from a distance with a crutch.

The moment he saw this old man, Zhao Gangyan's pupils shrank.

Although this old man was introverted, Zhao Gang-ling could feel a huge pressure from him. This pressure was the same as when he was facing the God of War.

This cliff is a master at the peak of SSS.

As for Z level, it should be a little bit short.

Wherever the old man passed, people automatically made way for him.

"village head!"

"Hello, Grandpa, Village Chief."

"Hello, village chief!"

No matter who it is, I greet the village chief respectfully.

"When you have a distinguished guest coming, you are bullying others, what's the point?"

The village chief said with dissatisfaction.

"Hehe, village chief, isn't this the way to entertain guests in our Guiling Village?" Ma Tao's face was accompanied by a smile, without the ferocious aura he had just now.

Kalangzi pulled Zhao Gangling to the village chief and said, "Grandpa Village Chief, this is my boss, Brother Gangling, Brother Gangling, this is the village chief of our village."

"Hello, Grandpa, Village Chief."

Zhao Gang-liang took the initiative to reach out.

The village chief did not reach out. He looked at Zhao Gangling intently, slightly surprised.

He had heard of the young man in front of him, but many things he heard were not enough to believe. When he saw Zhao Gangling in close proximity, the village chief fully felt the powerful energy contained in Zhao Gangling's body.

This is an energy that is not inferior to oneself at the peak!

This kid is actually more powerful than what is rumored to say?!

Just then.

"village head!"

A shrill scream came from a distance.

Everyone looked in the sound and saw a man rushing from a distance covered in blood.

Blood was still flowing on his body, and it was clear that there were many wounds on his hands and body.

The wounds are very large, and some bones can be seen almost.

Especially a wound on his stomach, if he hadn't covered him, his intestines would have flowed out.

The village chief frowned slightly and walked forward.

The man rushed to the village chief and fell to the ground with a bang.

The village chief picked the man and his wife.

"Fugui, what's wrong? What about the others?" asked the village chief.

"Die, all dead."

The man named Fugui showed a look of horror on his face, "All of them are dead, they are here, village chief, run away quickly!!"

The village chief frowned. The man named Rich and noble turned his eyes and died.

“Rich!!”

The village chief held Fugui's pulse gate, but Fugui's pulse was gone at this time.

"Who dares to kill the people in our village!!"

"Bastard!! Village Chief, take revenge!"

People shouted.

Zhao Gang-rye was a little surprised because, both men, women, young and old, all of them had a strong fighting spirit.

After seeing such a bloody scene, none of these people showed fear. What kind of village is this?

Just then.

The sound of the jeep came from a distance.

Everyone walked in the direction where the sound came.

Not long after, I saw two jeeps directly knocking open the gate at the entrance of the village and rushing into the village.

With a squeak, two jeeps stopped in front of everyone.

The car door opened and several blonde men walked out of the car.

"Ghost Spirit Village! Finally found it."

A thin man with a big head said with a smile.

The thinness here is compared to the rest of them. This person has a figure similar to that of Zhao Gang-ling, and he is carrying a big knife that is almost the same height as him.

"Who are you?"

Surrounded by everyone, the village chief walked forward a few steps and stood in front of the thin man.

“We came from Russia.”

The thin man grinned and smiled, "My name is Tukanov, of course, you can also call me Big Sword."
To be continued...